Selfies
December 11, 2017
The art of self portraits has been severely cheapened to nothingness with the advent of forward facing cameras on mobile phones and social media. The selfie has jammed a jagged straw into the jugular of self-portraiture and sucked it bone dry like Dracula at a blood-bank. Sure they’re fun to take. We can stand in front of some pop-art installation or in front of our favorite coffee shop or wherever and snap away like crack and pop. We can duck face, purse, and sexy-face ourselves like crazy. Then we digitally add reindeer antlers and a red nose and don’t we look cute? Or now we’re in a shower covered in bubbles or now we have anime eyes or now we look like trolls and holy shit what fun I think I’ll take 100 more. Snapchat and Insta and Facebook oh my.
I’m hitting the bat signal. What the world needs now and like never before, is a series of well-considered, perfectly composed, balanced and executed, Birkenstock-clad, artsy-as-fuck, Kodak-moment, self-portraits of the man with the plan from the street with the beat…
So enjoy world and raise your glass with me. This bud’s for you.